Bad teacher▪C.B

33

Saturday morning

Corbyn sits in front of his mirror in the hotel room looking at himself. He had just gotten out of the shower so his blonde hair was still slightly wet even after the towel dry he did. His eyes were slightly red from the lack of sleep he had gotten the night before. Y/N was on his mind all night despite Daniels words which echoed through his head.

How was he supposed to continue to marry Christina when he saw nothing in her. Sure he did when they were together before he met you. But those feelings had long changed. When he started to retalk to her after her mom passing around the time that Y/N left and dissapeared. He realized he would never feel the same with her. But she was there and basically just helped Corbyn to try and forget about you.

Corbyn never proposed to Christina either. He wouldn't be in Paris if it werent for her father who had pressured them. When are you going to marry my daughter? He always asked. It was never not in their conversations at family events till finally he set a date when they would be due to marry.

There's a faint knock on his door catch him out of his thoughts. He gets up pulling his robe tighter around his frame. Please be Daniel he repeats in his head as he walks to the door. He unlocks it flinging the door open to reveal an overly cheerful Christina.

"Hi Christina-"

"Oh my god babyyy we are getting married today are you excited? Let me just say I am so excited to finally marry you the love of my life!" Christina shreaks her voice annoyingly high. Corbyn cringes and rolls his eyes just wanting to slam the door shut and curl up into a ball on his bed. "Can I come in?" She asks.

"Oh Daniels coming over he should be here any minute. We have plans for this morning and to get mine and his suit fitted one last time for tonight," Corbyn lies. He had already done that though he needed an excuse to have just a little more time alone.

"Oh okay yeah then I will see you later of course." Christina smiles small and leans foreward pecking Corbyns lips before leaving him alone.

He shuts the door relocking it. Flopping into his bed he stares up at the ceiling. He cant pretend. He cant fake it thats why he cant get married to Christina. He was still so in love with you and he cant forgive himself for talking to christina when he still had you.

Corbyn knew that he just had to get you back somehow. He knew that Daniel still liked you he always had. Maybe he was planning on trying to get you back.

Again there is another knock on the door. Corbyn groans going to open it to his bestfriend. Who looks more than pissed off. He pushes the door entering the room.

"You should be glad that I covered your ass. Now tell me now what you are planning. Corbyn your my best mate," daniel crosses his arms leaning against the wall.

"Who said I was planning somethi-"

"I know you Corbyn now spill."

"Promise you wont be mad?" He holds his pinky out to the other fake blonde.

"Corbyn-"

"Promise me or I wont tell you," he says shaking his pinky in the air. The younger groans but reluctantly attatches his pinky to the latters. "Okay so... imnotgettingmarriedtochristinabecauseIdontloveherbutimlitterallysoinlovewithy/nsoimgoingtogoafterher-" he breathes as he watches daniels face change from confused to angry.

"wait WHAT?"

Before Daniel can get in another room Corbyn runs for the door. Leaving the door open he sprints to the elevator Daniel following behind him.

"Dont you dare get in that elevator Corbyn if you do I swear-"

Corbyn steps in clicking the close door button over and over again. He watches as Daniel gets closer the doors that are starting to close.

"Or what daniel?

Its over!"

With that the doors close leaving a panting Daniel. He slams his fist against the metal door. He turns to his right and heads down the stairs hoping to beat the elevator but he's too late Corbyn is already gone.

"Damnit," he sighs running his hand through his hair.

"Daniel?" I thought Corbyn was with you."

"Christina I need to tell you the truth and its not going to be pretty," Daniel says turning to look at the girl. He felt bad for her but he also felt bad for y/n Corbyn doesn't deserve her. "Corbyn doesn't love you hes still in love with y/n. And he's gone now to go to her if we hurry we might make it-"

Christina just smiles at the fake blonde. "Yeah I know let's go now.." she takes his hand pulling him out the hotel.

Hopefully they make it to y/n's before Corbyn.